As I look back on my childhood I dearly love my mother for the day we woke up early, while it was still dark. She made thermos's of hot chocolate, the home made kind with Hershey's cocoa powder. We headed North into New Hampshire. By the time the sun rose we were parked and ready for an adventure. Waterfalls, the smell of pine, climbs up forest paths and scampering about rocky streams. Beautiful fall leaves all around. I was with my family and yet had time and space for my own thoughts. One of the most delightful days of my childhood, visiting those mountains.
What is the closest mountain to you?
(Delightful postcard by Sarah Uhl)